In mirrors, we find our worst fears, our darkest desires, our sunniest joys. We bite into bright limes and sweet berries until our tongue stings colors, and enjoy every second of it. The world stretches out before us in reverse, and we plant seeds of thought and inspiration, and tend the garden.

This is my mirrorscape. Please, watch out for the flowers.

This world is intended for mature audiences. I do not own any of the images on this blog unless otherwise mentioned. If you recognize any sources that are lacking, let me know - ask is enabled.